Lord of Panwang City, Even Your Old Ancestor Must Address Me as Senior!

In the Immortal Realm, at the easternmost reaches of Eastern Emperor City, stood the renowned Panwang City. This enormous immortal city had been famous since countless ages ago, an ancient immortal city that had existed in the Immortal Realm for innumerable years.

If one were to trace Panwang City's history, it seemed possible to keep tracing it back, back to the era when Heaven and Earth were created.

Yet the master of Panwang City was not the Immortal King of legend, but merely an expert at the peak of the True Immortal Realm. This peak True Immortal expert was called Pan Yang. Though he remained some distance from the legendary Immortal King Realm, one of his family's Old Ancestors was indeed an Immortal King of the Immortal Realm.

It was precisely because of this that Panwang City seemed to be an ancient force that would neither decay nor perish, existing forever.

However, Panwang City had not been particularly peaceful these past days.

In the void above Panwang City stood a young man. His silver hair flowed down like a cascading river of stars, his eyes deep as though countless stars had been crushed into their depths. The slight upward curve at the corners of his eyes resembled the sharp edge carved by an ancient Deity's sword qi.

He wore an azure immortal robe, with clear qi from the nine heavens flowing over its surface. As it rose and fell with his breathing, it faintly carried the aura of countless Primordial Divine Beasts.

This was Pan Yang, Panwang City's peerless True Immortal. Yet his gaze rested on several women not far away, as well as a man standing in the void. Above the man's head hung a Mysterious Yellow Mother Qi Cauldron, seemingly carrying countless principles of heaven and earth.

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